Above the gray fog

The bridge between the living and the dead is the emotions of the living.

Whether it's longing or hatred, it's all possible in theory.

Lin Shan felt in the dark that he needed to make a choice now, as if someone was asking him...whether to start sacrificing.

Lin Shan silently affirmed in his heart, and an extreme feeling of weakness suddenly surged into his heart.

What was taken away was not the spirituality he possessed in his body, but the upper limit of the total amount.

Fortunately, this is just the soul of an ordinary person, and the 'Song of the Forest' is still at the fourth stage and has not been downgraded.

At the same moment when the sacrifice is completed, the light shines brightly in the ceremony.

This time it was no longer green light, but a dim yellow mist, which was the power of the hell lineage.

A faint silk thread emerged from Jingxiang's body and slowly penetrated into the blood river.

When Lin Shan saw this, he knew that the ceremony was completed.

He quickly prepared the following procedures.

Its goals are copper coins and paper money. This is money used by the dead, but only living creatures can condense it.

There are ready-made coins below this tributary of the Wangchuan River, but there are many dangers below, and he cannot go down there.

New coins can only be made using clever means.

I don’t know if there is such a thing as the underworld in this world.

However...since there is a series of systems such as the Lord of Hell and the Wangchuan River, it is not too weird to have an underworld, but this underworld is definitely not the common place for all creatures of all races to go after death.

Lin Shan took out a few pieces of white paper. There were no engravings or marks on them. They were just ordinary papers.

Then a forest-white flame was ignited in the void, and the temperature of the flame was controlled to reduce it to the level of ordinary flames.

The white paper floated in the air and floated in front of Jingxiang.

"The person you want to meet is still alive in another world, but he also needs money."

"The white paper in your hand is the money he needs. Just put it in the fire and burn it."

"Remember, this is not paper, this is money that can be used by the person you miss."

Lin Shan kept using the power of the red moon to interfere with her emotions and cognition. These emotions were not false. Otherwise, the ceremony would not have been possible. The power of the red moon was more about guidance and stimulation.

Just then.

Suddenly there was a roar from the river.

It looked particularly clear in this silent night.

Jingxiang may not be able to see it, but Lin Shan can see it clearly.

There was a soul body in the river, roaring in their direction, and there was an invisible thread connecting it to Shizuka.

It was covered in mud, with many small copper snakes and iron dogs entwined behind it, constantly biting its soul.

Jingxiang looked ahead blankly.

I don't know why, but there was a sudden sharp pain in my calm heart.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, as if to grab something.

The soul kept approaching her, completely ignoring the bites of the copper snakes and iron dogs, and it was gradually becoming transparent.

It strives to move forward, pushing away all obstacles. It can feel that there is the person it wants to see right in front.

Ten meters, nine meters...

Gradually, the soul came within sight of Jingxiang.

Jingxiang stared blankly at the soul body in front of him, at a loss.

The soul stretched out its transparent arms, trying to grab Jingxiang's hand.

Jingxiang took steps to move forward.

"Don't leave the scope of the ceremony, otherwise it will disappear. Now, light all the paper in your hand."

“Remember, it’s money and it’s a gift.”.

Lin Shan reminded loudly from the side.

Shizuka stopped when she was about to take a step, put the white paper in her hand in front of the flame, and lit it.

Gray-black dust was scattered. This dust was just ordinary dust and was not the material Lin Shan needed.

However, pieces of dim and illusory paper appeared in the soul's hand.

It's paper money!

The soul looked at the extra paper money in his hand and was a little dull. He didn't know what it was and what it did. He just felt that it was very comfortable to hold it in his hand, and it seemed to make his body more solid.

The next second, the papers flew lightly into Lin Shan's hands.

After burning more than a dozen pieces, I only got three.

These paper money are not only potion materials, but also a treasure in itself. They are of great benefit to the soul and may have other strange functions.

However, this kind of thing does not mean that there is as much as you burn. It is condensed with the power of the thoughts of living beings, and there is no upper limit.

Having obtained what he wanted, Lin Shan did not immediately terminate the ceremony.

The soul glanced at Lin Shan blankly, then continued ashore and walked towards Jingxiang's location.

Getting closer and closer, under the moonlight, this scene is extremely strange.

Jingxiang stood in the extremely gorgeous ceremony, the soul gradually came closer, the two people's fingers slowly approached, and they were about to touch and deal with it.

A look of panic suddenly flashed across Jingxiang's face, the thread of longing suddenly broke, and his soul disappeared in an instant.

Lin Shan looked at this scene with some surprises.

He had just revoked the influence of the red moon's power and wanted the two of them to really meet each other.

However, the moment he revoked his power, panic dominated Jingxiang's emotions. This ritual mainly relies on the connection of the living's thoughts. If the thoughts are disconnected, the ritual will naturally no longer take effect.

Jingxiang was a little at a loss. He was about to meet the person he longed for...why did he disappear?

"It's over." Lin Shan said, and immediately teleported Jingxiang back to the square.

Put Jingxiang in the square and ignore it.

"Jingxiang? Jingxiang, you are back..."

"Jingxiang...that monster didn't do anything to you, right?"

Those who were still shocked with righteous indignation and cared about her very much before saw her again suddenly shied away, and the expressions that flashed across their faces were... fear, fear, and disgust...

"Then...didn't the monster come back with you?"

"I don't know..." Jingxiang whispered back, walking through the crowd. She just wanted to go home now.

"Jingxiang, your mother just left because she was too old and too emotional..."

"Gone? What do you mean?" Jingxiang stumbled and quickly stepped forward to question the person who made the noise.

There was an expression of extreme fear on the man's face, and he hurriedly stepped back, "Just...he's dead..."

"Human nature, tsk tsk." Above, Qi Zhuo looked at this scene with great disdain.

"What you see is only the bad side." Lin Shan said lightly.

"For thousands of years, all I have seen is the bad side." Qi Zhuo smiled lightly.

"Have you ever thought that from a higher level, there is no difference between you and them? You do whatever it takes to get promoted, and you show your humanity to the fullest." Lin Shandao, "You can be so high now, not because you have no humanity. It’s because you showed the badness and greed of human nature to the extreme.”

"It makes sense, but at least I now have the right to look down on them." Qi Zhuo did not refute, this was undeniable.

Lin Shan stopped paying attention to him, took out the illusory paper money and tore off a small corner of it.

The torn gap immediately healed in the next second, and the small corner began to round and harden, becoming a copper plate with a circular hole in the middle.

This is the characteristic of dead money. The denominations can be pieced together and torn at will. The essence of this money is the longing for the dead contained in the living beings. The appearance of the paper money is only used as a restraint.

"It's done, all four are ready, let's go to the next material point."